I try to do it quietly
Not a whisper, more like a shock
Try to disorganize neatly
What to keep and what to block
I'd shout like that old fly
In that window and wait
Wait for a finger to squeeze
Or will hesitate?
Shout A
There ain't no logic, there ain't no plain
No roads you can travel free form pain
I'm only shoulder i'm only a kiss
Good for confort and cool for the diss
The lord is my mom she's my save
I'm her troubled boy unto the grave
I pretend she's blessing, blessing me
Hope she'll save me from this misery
